Flying back and forth from Vancouzer to Boston was a hectic journey, but was it worth it? Kelvin sat comfortably in his jet, it was past 11 pm, as he flew back to Vancouzer. He had returned to Boston just as Juliana instructed in her texts, and the outcome wasn't all that he had expected. “Boss we're going down, please fasten your seatbelt,” the pilot announced, and Kelvin sighed. He did as instructed, and in less than a minute, they were on the runway. Kelvin gasped, peeping through the window. His mind drifted back to the moment in Boston, Juliana's palms caressing his chest, and building his urge till he couldn't hold back anymore.Flashes from the mind-blowing sex with Juliana came crawling back into his memory, and he let out a low smile. He took off his seatbelt and sauntered down the jet. His security team was already waiting at the airport with a fleet of cars to take him home. As they drove into his compound, he alighted from the car and darted his eyes around. “Where is
“Assholes!" Kelvin cursed as he sauntered into the house. He went directly to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey.“Fucking assholes," he cursed again. He was panting heavily, after a long day at the police department, he had failed to convince the police that Mark Muller was behind the sudden death of Frank. Given the situation, it became obvious that Mark must be monitoring his movement, somehow, he managed to find out whatever he did or discussed with anyone. “Maybe he knows about Juliana already, or maybe he doesn't." Kelvin thought. He paced around the sitting room, thinking of the next move now that Frank was dead. His phone rang, and he glanced at the screen. It was a call from Dead Target. He sighed and dropped the glass of whiskey on the table gently. “What?" He said abruptly as he picked up the call. “I believe you have a mission for me. Let me hear it."Kelvin exhaled and left his seat with a little worry all over his face. “I was going to call you, but some
Two weeks had passed since the rescue of Pamela and Katherine, and their whereabouts remained a secret between Kelvin and his hired gun. Pamela and Katherine had settled in Bucham, a distant city from Cintria. Kelvin kept them under the guidance of Tyler, his long-time friend. For old-time's sake, Tyler had taken Pamela and Katherine in just as Kelvin instructed, and he kept their location a secret to himself. One morning, Pamela woke up with a moody face. She couldn't sleep all through the night, the urge to return to Cintria was growing on her, but she knew she had to obey Kelvin's instructions. She couldn't make things complicated for him. She sauntered towards the door, and just as she tried to pull the door open, someone pushed open from the outside, and the door struck her on the forehead. She grunted angrily in pain, as she raised her face with a furious glare, she saw Tyler staring down at her confusedly.She furrowed her brow, staring back at him. “Am I disturbing?" He a
As expected, Kelvin had filed a case against Mark Muller and General Orlando, accusing them of plotting every single attack on his family, including the disappearance of Katherine and Pamela.The city was boiling with the big news, every lip had the story on them, whispering to whoever cared to listen. General Orlando being a prolific person in the country, his involvement in the case took the government by surprise. Many rubbished the news until today, the day of the hearing. After the court case, every piece of evidence presented by Kelvin seemed to tally with his claim, but due to the caliber of people involved, the judge had postponed the judgment by two weeks. Kelvin got home that sunny afternoon, his face was beaming with a smile. He felt victorious at the end, even if the damage done couldn't be undone. As he entered the house, he went straight to his room and collapsed on the bed, his face fixated on the ceiling. He gasped softly, and a thought crossed his mind. He stood
Early on Monday morning, Mark Muller had been arrested at the airport while trying to flee the country. It was just a day before the final court hearing, and the handwriting on the wall was becoming clearer. That Tuesday morning, Kelvin and Pamela left the house for the court judgment. Kelvin pulled up at the court with his Lamborghini Aventador, while Pamela followed shortly with a fleet of luxury cars as her convoy. All press and media personnel chased after her as she alighted from the car.“Good morning miss, what do you have to say to the public about your recent disappearance? Were you kidnapped and held captive against your will?" Their desperate voices rang out in unison. Different questions kept popping up, but with the presence of the security men, she was able to find her way into the courthouse peacefully. The hearing began shortly, and after the hearing, the judge called for silence across the room. It was time for judgment to be served.Sitting at the front row, Kel
It was snowing heavily on a Friday night in the bustling city of Vancouzer. The people cowered into their houses, in a bid to escape the cold icy weather. Vancouzer was a small city in Euphoria, and Euphoria as a country was nicknamed the "City of Light," because of its beautiful tall buildings. Kelvin alighted from a cab shivering, as he sauntered toward the house. He pushed the door open impatiently, and shut the door behind him. A delicious aroma of french fries hung in the air. He sniffed it twice and smiled. "Hey baby, I'm back." He screamed from the sitting room. He held a beautiful flower he had gotten while coming home.Today marks the 3rd anniversary of his marriage to Katherine. He had prepared for an intimate night with his beautiful wife. A pugnacious sound from his left caught his attention. It was Mariana, his mother-in-law. Before he could utter a word of greeting, she slammed a file to his chest and glared at him, her eyes dark and intimidating. "And why are you
Kelvin kept staring at the document, a flashback from 4 nights ago came flashing across his mind. His crazy erotic sex with Katherine. Flashes of her screaming and moaning his name, as he pounded her mercilessly came flashing back into his mind. He sighed, trying to get his mind off that memory.For a second, he tried to believe that they were fooling him, as they do to each other sometimes. But the handwriting on the document was Katherine's, and so was the signature. There was no other explanation, his marriage was about to collapse. He wished Katherine was there, so he could look her in the eyes and demand an answer. "What are you waiting for? Jesus Christ, just do it already!" Johnny yelled, but Kelvin pretended not to hear him.He took in a deep sigh and sauntered out of the house, holding onto the document. "Where are you going?!" Mariana screamed, chasing after him. He ignored her and climbed on his bicycle. Before Johnny could try to intercept him, he zoomed off, towards K
"Where are you, Kelvin? When are you coming home? Please tell me something nice." He kept bombarding Kelvin with questions. There was so much joy and delight in his voice. Uncle Theo was an elder brother to Kelvin's Mom. But he sees Kelvin as his son and his responsibility. His love for Kelvin was as powerful as a father's love. "Katherine and I have divorced Uncle," Kelvin said abruptly, cutting him off. There was a short silence over the phone. "Hello," Kelvin said, glancing at his screen to be sure the call was still going. "Yeah, I heard you. That's a good thing, I warned you before remember." Uncle Theo said as he care less about his feelings. He never liked Katherine for once. "How long?" He asked. "Just today Uncle. Honestly, it doesn't matter." Kelvin said."Good, you should get over it. Remember I told you she's not worth it. You should have listened to me, boy." He declared."You were right Uncle, I'm sorry for not listening sooner," Kelvin said in a soft tone."Good!